*unedited*
Cromwell's guilt had grown day by day.
From the moment the Duke of Norfolk approached him with the case against the then Queen Anne Boleyn, he hadn't felt as he had done before. The burden of being a deceitful man playing a part in the attempted matricide of England's royal mother unsettled him.
"My sinning has irked me, Lord Norfolk. Sooner or later the King shall catch wind of something he must never. I fear our heads shall both be had. Ours and half the men in court. Dare i say every head, shall the King decide it be so." Cromwell relayed.
They were meeting in his secluded study as they had been ever since they began plotting against Anne Boleyn.
All in all, they both had everything to gain and nothing to lose apart from their heads. And of course, on Cromwell's part, a powerful ally. Truth be told, it was indeed the reason he chose to rid of the Queen in the first place. Anne Boleyn was no meek woman, by any means at all. She had the King in the palm of the delicate hand of hers and that power was detrimental to his success.
It was becoming so that Henry sought advice from her more than he did Cromwell.
And he was far from pleased.
She was a threat to his authority. And she had to go. What else would Henry do for her after he had so ruthlessly fought the Catholic Church just to take her as his wife?
"What has he found out? Everyone is aware of the King's paranoia. I believe it was deeply rooted from his claim to the throne." the Duke hadn't sat down, assuming he'd only be meeting with his conspiracy partner briefly.
"Lady Anne is alive and well. The people's support kept her head upon her shoulders. Her faithfulness to her new husband, her demeanor...none of it correlates with what we have presented. I fear that any day now shall be the last of ours."
"My Jane is due to birth a babe. With hopes that it is a healthy son, my head shall be safer than yours." Lord Norfolk laughed.
